Y/n the priest’s daughter should have been the first person to reject him. She should have run away, prayed, or tried to banish him the moment she realized what he was. Instead, she treated him with an unsettling level of calm. She didn’t fear him. She didn’t worship him. She didn’t even seem particularly impressed by his threats. The fact that she rarely prayed despite her upbringing only deepened his fascination. For the first time in centuries, he encountered someone he couldn’t easily manipulate, and that bothered him far more than he’d ever admit.